In-N-Out has been a long known obsession and my designated resting place for when I die. And while it's tragically common and ultimately a huge bore when compared to such glamorous recreational activities like heroine and crystal meth - I'd probably still resort to turning tricks in the parking lot for a Double-Double, fries, and shake.
I've even gone to such great lengths that I've eaten the half masticated mass of a Double-Double from the mouth of another man. Not my most brilliant of moments, but certainly arousing within me a little 'urp' just thinking about it.
Let me level with you all. I'm not actually obsessed with the burger. I'm convinced, as any good addict, that I could live out my remaining years of my miserable life without laying lip to bun ever again. However, this faade provides a solution for those that inhabit my life. When it comes to finding me a gift, you can't go wrong with throwing me a few dollars my way in the form of In-N-Out funny-money. As I grow older and return to many more Christmases that I will ever remember, I can take comfort in providing a simple option to those that care to express their gifting nature my way. I'm really trying to make it easier for all of you.
Several others in my family fit in the same category and you can be assured that any gift within the realm of their long defined sphere will result in pleasant gifting. I can count on my uncle to happily devour anything related to Route 66. My grandfather will gladly claw at any form of cherry swimming in sugary-sweet soup all encased in chocolate. Disneyland paraphernalia from their golden age will tempt my father to roll about uncontrollably on the ground, clapping his hands together like that of a hungry seal. Etc..
Do you have some unglamorous obsession that your friends and family can always count on you to lap up during the holidays?
I've even gone to such great lengths that I've eaten the half masticated mass of a Double-Double from the mouth of another man. Not my most brilliant of moments, but certainly arousing within me a little 'urp' just thinking about it.
Let me level with you all. I'm not actually obsessed with the burger. I'm convinced, as any good addict, that I could live out my remaining years of my miserable life without laying lip to bun ever again. However, this faade provides a solution for those that inhabit my life. When it comes to finding me a gift, you can't go wrong with throwing me a few dollars my way in the form of In-N-Out funny-money. As I grow older and return to many more Christmases that I will ever remember, I can take comfort in providing a simple option to those that care to express their gifting nature my way. I'm really trying to make it easier for all of you.
Several others in my family fit in the same category and you can be assured that any gift within the realm of their long defined sphere will result in pleasant gifting. I can count on my uncle to happily devour anything related to Route 66. My grandfather will gladly claw at any form of cherry swimming in sugary-sweet soup all encased in chocolate. Disneyland paraphernalia from their golden age will tempt my father to roll about uncontrollably on the ground, clapping his hands together like that of a hungry seal. Etc..
Do you have some unglamorous obsession that your friends and family can always count on you to lap up during the holidays?